I mean, come on, how could my tear-jerking, made-for-NBC-and-Al-Trautwig-story have been any better? Okay, so granted I'm not recovering from any terminal disease (that I know of). I haven't fought in any wars, foreign or otherwise. I have all my original limbs and appendages. All my direct family members are still alive, and I'm not going to push any of them in a float/jogging stroller/tandem bike or anything like that. I've never been a famous professional athlete in any other sport.
Sheesh, is it too much to ask for one little birthday present?
Guess so. I guess now I'll just have to work for it like any other whacko in this sport. Oh well, by the time it rolls around to land on my birthdate again, I might just......
....yeah, sure. Never mind.
Peace.
2 comments:
Anti-Kona.
This Sat, we are hitting 22*C :o). That's all i am looking forward right now.
better luck next year...
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